Yungeen Ace - Roadkill Lyrics

(Yeah, Lil Benji cooked another one)
Ayy, yeah

Uh, they ask how I'm this lavish, uh (lavish)
Rippin' and speedin through traffic, uh
I'm Future on March it's madness (madness)
Takin' my time, Patek ('Tek)
Audemar baguette (Audemar baguette)
Bookin' my flight, it's a jet (jet)
Out my feelings, wanna know what's next? (what's next?)
Know I'm finna step on they necks (on gang)
Bitch just text my phone askin' can she come over? (Can she come over?)
I told her I don't wanna f*ck her if I'm not sober (if I'm not sober)
Uh, she just took my heart and then she ran it over (ran it over)
Gave this bitch my heart, thinkin' we'd be closer

Uh, pulled up in a Lamb', this not a Land Rover (it's not, it's not)
Bitch stabbed me in my heart, she hit me with a Poker (she hit me with a Poker)
I was drunk, I f*cked her raw and I ain't even know her (I ain't even know her)
Thought it was my dawg, but then he slipped and told her (f*ck it)
Two door lil' coupe, it's a 'Vette (it's a 'Vette)
Broke that bitch heart with a text (with a text)
Stackin' my bands, I'm flex, huh? (I'm flex)
I wish that I never met her
I'm in Miami at Future house
I blew a bag on Givenchy now (I blew a bag)
Gotta be careful what I mention now (gotta be careful)
If I wanted you dead, you missin' now (buh, buh, gang)
I hit the gas, I'm floatin' now
I'm on the shrooms, I'm tweakin' out (tweakin' out)
Foreigns wish they got the Forgi's (they got the Forgi's)
Uh, my bitch, she bad, she gorgeous (she gorgeous)
I just took a sip inside my cup I'm loaded (I'm loaded)
I'm just too f*cked up, I don't know where I'm goin' (don't know where I'm goin')
Uh, I just feel safe in the trenches, uh, been the Coupe with a top, it's just missin'
In the room playin' with millions, uh (skrrt), ain't givin' a penny, can't get in my riches
Don't wanna be bothered, I'm keepin' my distance
Gotta fightin' them charges, the way they be sentencin'
If I want 'em dead, it ain't shit to come get 'em
I'm stackin' this bread, I'm shittin' on these niggas

Uh, they ask how I'm this lavish, uh (lavish)
Rippin' and speedin through traffic, uh
I'm Future on March it's madness (madness)
Takin' my time, Patek ('Tek)
Audemar baguette (Audemar baguette)
Bookin' my flight, it's a jet (jet)
Out my feelings, wanna know what's next? (what's next?)
Know I'm finna step on they necks (on gang)
Bitch just text my phone askin' can she come over? (Can she come over?)
I told her I don't wanna f*ck her if I'm not sober (if I'm not sober)
Uh, she just took my heart and then she ran it over (ran it over)
Gave this bitch my heart, thinkin' we'd be closer